Psalm 25:16-18 Turn you to me, and have mercy on me; for I am desolate and afflicted.… Look at Loch Lomond. A hundred feet of water, deep and dark and deadly; the waves that slumber yonder at the foot of the Ben will drown you. Yes, but when God sent out His frost, when from the caves of the north there crept the congealing influence, lo! the waves slumbered and slept, and you walked and skimmed on your ringing steels across the congealed billows. The same lake, but so transformed that you could skim across its surface. Some of you know what it is to be almost overwhelmed with the billows of trouble. They roll over you again and again, and recede but to Come on with redoubled power, until at last you cry out, "Lord, save me, or I perish." Then there comes a great calm, and you just skim across the billows of your daily toil, because Christ your Saviour has told the troubles and difficulties and monotony to sleep. Oh, what a glorious thing the grace of Christ is! (John Robertson.) Parallel Verses KJV: Turn thee unto me, and have mercy upon me; for I am desolate and afflicted.WEB: Turn to me, and have mercy on me, for I am desolate and afflicted. |
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